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Having years of experience within Hell No Door, having struggled all the way to become the organization’s external affairs leader, Su Xiuhang had grown up.

Although Biancheng Wang didn’t say a word and Wu Guan Wang was neither cold nor hot, he still chattered on and on by himself.

He didn’t know what big business the organization was planning, but sending people into Jing, and two Yanluo at that, the importance of the task could be imagined.

Being able to participate in such a task, even if only providing peripheral assistance, meant he, Su Xiuhang, was considered a core member of the organization!

Fortunately, he switched jobs from Tianxia Building quickly at the beginning!

That A Ce wasn’t a bad person, but his ability was clearly limited, his potential even more so, simply not allowing him, Su Xiuhang, to display his talent. It still had to be Qin Guangwang Yin Guan!

In this lifetime, he admired two people. One was Qin Guangwang Yin Guan, and the other was the former Wuan Marquis, Jiang Wang. One walked the small path, one walked the great path. Both started from nothing and became famous worldwide. A great man should be like this!

There was no need to mention Leader Qin Guangwang.

As for the former Wuan Marquis, Jiang Wang, he had fought him twice and both times retreated intact. Looking around the world, how many people could do that?

Once he saved enough resources, who knew, maybe he would try knocking on the inner mansion’s door. The organization’s recruitment standards were getting higher and higher now. Becoming a Yanluo was probably hopeless in this lifetime, but maybe he could think about becoming a Judge or something similar?

Just as he was talking up a storm, Su Xiuhang suddenly noticed Biancheng Wang’s gaze shift over… it felt like a sword held to his neck!

He felt a chill all over his body and instinctively closed his mouth.

Then he heard Biancheng Wang’s cold voice: “I thought about it and suddenly lost interest in the previous dish. Let’s change to another one.”

Changing the itinerary for entering Jing from tomorrow to the day after tomorrow was a major matter that, in principle, should seek Wu Guan Wang’s opinion again. But the usually cruel and indifferent Wu Guan Wang sat remarkably well-behaved this time.

Su Xiuhang swallowed hard: “No problem, I’ll immediately arrange for the chef to make it.”

Jiang Limeng was the legitimate daughter of Jiang Ruyong, the one who publicly declared that only three branches of Mu Country’s army were famous generals in Sheng Country.

This didn’t necessarily prove that Jiang Ruyong was an arrogant person. His arrogant words weren’t without the intention of establishing confidence among the Sheng Country people.

Just like Xian Nanque publicly disparaging the grassland multiple times, indicating that in Mu Country, only the Cangtu Divine Cavalry counted as an opponent, it was more to provoke the struggle between divine right and royal power in Mu Country—though he didn’t know the current situation in Mu Country, whether it had turned out as he wished.

Jiang Limeng’s friends were also all Sheng Country nobles. Each of them was talented and learned, with decent family backgrounds. But behind closed doors, their scolding of this and that was no different from ordinary people, at most the wording was a bit more elegant.

After scolding the Jing Country people, they would scold Lin Zhengren. After scolding Lin Zhengren, they would scold Zhuang Country, and then miraculously show mercy towards the grassland people they had fought against for over a year. Then they would start worrying about the national situation again, waving their hands and pointing fingers, finding a way out for Sheng Country. Only then would they show a few points of elite appearance… but Sheng Country’s current predicament was fundamentally unrelated to Sheng Country anymore.

Their efforts were in vain.

Biancheng Wang listened for a long time, and apart from a few young masters from Sheng Country trying to outdo each other and show off like peacocks displaying their feathers, he didn’t get any useful information.

The route for entering Jing was arranged by Su Xiuhang, but where Biancheng Wang and Wu Guan Wang would stay for these two days was handled by themselves. The whereabouts of the Yanluo were not entirely disclosed to external affairs personnel. A killer organization that grew up on the edge of a knife had already formed its inherent survival logic.

They would wait until Li Tianfu’s purchased wool caravan set off the day after tomorrow, and the two Yanluo would then reappear and directly join the caravan.

“Two people together are too conspicuous, how about we walk separately?” Walking out of the Qianzhan Lamp Tavern, Wu Guan Wang again cautiously and carefully proposed the request for separate action.

Walking together on this road was simply like being in prison. He couldn’t do anything, and anything he wanted was denied. If he wanted to be in prison, with his Wu Guan Wang’s evil deeds, which prison in the various countries of the world couldn’t he sit in? Did he still need to join Hell No Door for the experience?

Just thinking about having to stay two nights in some inn with this Biancheng Wang, who was inseparable, made him feel exhausted. The heart he borrowed was all tired!

He had a bad temper and was demanding, but his strength was too great to defeat.

Biancheng Wang’s eyes looked over without any ripples.

Wu Guan Wang inexplicably trembled a bit and explained in his inherently awkward voice: “I sometimes need to air out corpses, afraid of smoking you out…”

After a suppressing silence, Biancheng Wang only said: “Don’t be late the day after tomorrow, my patience isn’t very good.”

“You don’t agree, it’s okay… huh? Ah, okay!” Wu Guan Wang was stunned, then quickly strode away, vanishing in an instant.

Biancheng Wang slowly turned around and walked alone in the night of Sheng Country’s capital.

That night he walked many places. As the pedestrians became fewer and fewer, he flipped into an inn, leisurely walked into an empty guest room, and began to meditate by himself.

He thought a lot about this mission.

Facing an opponent like Zhuang Gaoxian required him to think more.

As for giving Wu Guan Wang a few days of freedom, it was also because he himself needed to act separately.

Mei Xuelin, Wei Country, You Que… it was all too coincidental.

Was it possible that this assassination mission targeting You Que was related to Zhuang Gaoxian? Could it even be that Zhuang Gaoxian had simply set up another trap, using Jing Country’s hand to kill himself?

The possibility was extremely small.

First, Hell No Door received this assassination mission before he left Qi, and within Hell No Door, he had almost no status except for that action in You Country. He had never taken on any other missions. To release a mission to Hell No Door and ensure that Biancheng Wang was the one who took it was impossible.

Furthermore, this identity of Biancheng Wang should only be known to Yin Guan. Yin Guan had no reason to betray him. Or rather, if Yin Guan wanted to betray him, there were too many ways and too many opportunities, no need to wait until today.

Then what was Lin Zhengren’s envoy visit to Sheng Country aiming for?

Biancheng Wang thought for a while and decisively entered the Taixu Illusion Realm.

With a thought, the portal opened, and a fat paper crane flapped its wings and came. Opening the letter, he saw only two simple lines of text—

Zhuang Gaoxian, with Lin Zhengren as envoy, visited Sheng Country.

Zhuang Gaoxian, with Qingjiang Water Lord Song Qingyue as envoy, visited Changhe Dragon Palace.

Dugu Wudi immediately initiated a Star River Space invitation, but Zhen Wudi didn’t respond.

He wasn’t anxious either. He silently deduced a series of Dao techniques and then went to the Lunjian Platform to play a few rounds.

The official path was the most suitable for Chongxuan Sheng. He had initially pressured Jiang Wang on the Lunjian Platform, but later, in the competition with Chongxuan Zun, he decisively gave up personal combat power and focused on force development. And by successfully obtaining the title of Bowang Marquis, he was already on a broad and promising path. With his wisdom, he completely knew how to perfect his cultivation.

Before he left Qi Country, this fatty was just seeking the descent of Wuque God. There must have been many matters, so he quietly waited.

About two hours later, Zhen Wudi arrived late. They both sat in the Star River Pavilion.

This fatty was probably a bit tired. As soon as they met, he leaned directly on the illusionary lounge chair, closed his eyes, and asked: “Did you receive the intelligence?”

After the end of the Yellow River Meeting in 3919, Du Ruhui had specifically created an intelligence line for Jiang Wang.

But even before this Yellow River Meeting, Chongxuan Sheng had been doing intelligence work in Zhuang Country. It was just that at the beginning, both he and Jiang Wang had little power and influence, not like Du Ruhui who could easily mobilize national power. So the start was very difficult, and they couldn’t even transmit back useful intelligence for three to five months.

Chongxuan Sheng also didn’t require this line to play any immediate role. He only let it take root and slowly develop within the range of Zhuang Country.

As their identities and statuses continuously rose, let alone both becoming marquises of the country, the specifications of this intelligence line also became higher and higher.

Now, while they couldn’t track Zhuang Gaoxian’s every move, their grasp of the situation in Zhuang Country definitely exceeded that of most Zhuang Country officials.

Dugu Wudi smiled: “The intelligence came a bit slow, I already knew before you did.”

Zhen Wudi didn’t even lift an eyelid: “You’re in Sheng Country now?”

Dugu Wudi couldn’t stop laughing: “How did you know?”

“You shouldn’t be stupid enough to expose your identity and befriend Jiang Limeng at this time, so your intelligence came from eavesdropping. You couldn’t be sure that Jiang Limeng would definitely discuss the intelligence you wanted, so it was likely an accidental encounter. The Jiang family isn’t that easy to sneak into, and the conversation about Lin Zhengren must have happened in a public but relatively private setting, after all, they couldn’t publicly insult an envoy from another country. So the place they were talking should have been in a tavern, a tea house, or some private courtyard. But you must have been in a tavern. Why were you in a tavern in Sheng Country sneakily eavesdropping on others’ conversations?” Zhen Wudi said all this in one breath, then paused slightly, and finally said: “Hmm… you’re mixing with Hell No Door again.”

“Ha,” Dugu Wudi let out a dry laugh.

But Zhen Wudi wasn’t finished: “Hell No Door is developing very well now, plus you, Jiang, really do have some skills. Idle tasks wouldn’t be so careful and cautious. Going to Sheng Country… let me guess, the destination is Jing Country, right?”

“Almost, almost,” Dugu Wudi didn’t want him to guess anymore and changed the subject: “What do you think Zhuang Gaoxian wants to do?”

“He wants you to die quickly, what else could he want?” Zhen Wudi rolled his eyes: “You clearly want to kill him, does he still wish you safety?”

“Then what should I do?” Dugu Wudi asked.

“You should continue developing in Qi Country, you should take control of the Zhan Yu Army, and enter the Military Affairs Hall. Wait until one day, head west to Tianjing City, lead the army to annihilate Xin’an, and kill him however you want.” Zhen Wudi choked him with resentment.

Dugu Wudi shrugged his shoulders and wiped the spit off his face.

Zhen Wudi shook his head helplessly: “You’ve earned the name of the human race’s hero, your golden body is already forged. You should be sitting in Xingyue Plain in seclusion, no matter what happens, don’t show your face. Let him sell whatever medicine he wants in his gourd, don’t buy it and don’t guess… seeing as you want to go kill Lin Zhengren, does he really make you so afraid?”

Dugu Wudi said: “He’s very smart and very dangerous.”

Zhen Wudi thought for a moment and confirmed: “You can go. No matter how precise Zhuang Gaoxian’s plan is, it’s impossible for him to expect you to be in Weidu right now. However…”

“However?”

Zhen Wudi waved his hand: “Lean closer.”

Dugu Wudi leaned forward.

“Have you been paying attention to the Taixu Scroll recently?” Zhen Wudi said: “Some very interesting tasks have appeared on it.”

Dugu Wudi opened the Taixu Scroll and looked very carefully, surprised: “How are there so many tasks?”

“What did you discover?” Zhen Wudi asked again.

“Many tasks.”

“Nothing more?”

“Otherwise what? Several thousand tasks, could I possibly look at them one by one?”

“…Nothing. Let’s continue talking about Lin Zhengren.”

The name Outer Yi Hall was simple and clear; it was exactly where Sheng Country received foreign envoys.

It occupied an extremely wide area with continuous buildings, mixing styles from many countries—after all, Sheng Country once also considered itself close to Jing Country, entertaining extravagant thoughts of being the world’s suzerain and having myriad nations come to court.

One evening and one daytime was enough time for Jiang Wang to thoroughly understand the situation at Outer Yi Hall.

Although Weidu was a city with numerous experts, they couldn’t send a true person to be stationed at the Outer Yi Hall. Having a Shenlin Realm cultivator sitting in the center of the hall’s residence already indicated a high standard.

At this time, the bright moon was in the sky, and the frost glow flowed on the roof.

The tall archway, serving as the gateway to the entire Outer Yi Hall building complex, was built majestically.

The plaque above bore the three large characters “Outer Yi Hall,” personally written by the previous emperor, Sheng Cheng Emperor. They were like phoenixes with spread wings, fully displaying the nobility of a great country.

In front of the archway, soldiers in armor held sharp weapons, solemn like a steel forest, making people look on in fear.

Jiang Wang wore ordinary martial clothes and a mask bought casually on the street. He simply walked over, walking into the Outer Yi Hall.

Not a single soldier in the entire team was aware of his presence.

Their line of sight was all guided by Jiang Wang. The sounds they heard were all controlled by Jiang Wang.

With cultivation at Jiang Wang’s level, let alone mere Tenglong Realm soldiers, even ordinary Shenlin cultivators would find it very difficult to compete with him for control over sound and line of sight.

He just strolled within the Outer Yi Hall as if there were no one else there, found the residence of the Zhuang Country envoy team, and then walked to the outside of envoy Lin Zhengren’s room.

He could already… hear Lin Zhengren’s voice. Was he reciting a book?

Jiang Wang remembered. The recitation was the classic preached on Yujing Mountain, “Yuqing Wushang Neijing Zhenjing”.

Unlike the fundamental Dao classic for true transmission cultivation, “Zixu Gaomiao Taishangjing,” a preached classic was originally written for preaching, and the wider it was spread, the better.

Disciples of the Zhuang Country Dao Academy, of course, needed to learn this classic.

Very interesting.

Lin Zhengren was studious and tireless, not forgetting to study classics even when acting as an envoy to another country?

Jiang Wang pushed the door open and entered, still distorting all lines of sight and sound.

Theoretically speaking, the mere Waillow Realm Lin Zhengren should not have discovered any abnormalities.

But Lin Zhengren’s eyes still “looked” over.

That was a gloomy gaze directed forward, with fresh blood flowing from the corners of his eyes—eyes that were constantly elongating downwards.

Like the eyes of a wronged ghost!

Jiang Wang was naturally not afraid of ghosts. He could even make ghosts invisible, so he calmly raised his hand.

Today, to kill Lin Zhengren, he fundamentally didn’t need to draw his sword. Saying he could extinguish him with a flick of his finger was not an exaggeration.

But Lin Zhengren suddenly shouted: “Senior Brother Jiang, please don’t act yet. How about listening to me make a few arguments!”

Separated for a year, the junior brother had become a senior brother.

Jiang Wang, having experienced countless battles, was also inevitably stunned by such a reaction.

“You can see me?” he asked, slightly surprised.

If Lin Zhengren could take back control of the lines of sight and sound controlled by him, then Lin Zhengren shouldn’t have such cultivation!

Lin Zhengren said: “I just knew who would come to kill me.”

He couldn’t see Jiang Wang. Even in his vision, the door was still closed, and there was no one in the room. He had just detected danger and then tried his best to look forward with his pair of ghost eyes.

Jiang Wang let out an “oh” and formed a sword finger, planning to give him a quick end.

Lin Zhengren shouted again: “I want to cooperate with you!”

Jiang Wang looked at him, finding it hard to understand: “Why would you think I could cooperate with you?”

“Why not?” Lin Zhengren also had a look of incredulity: “There’s no past grievance or recent enmity between you and me. If we can both benefit, why must you kill me without any benefit?”

Jiang Wang was silent for a moment, then said with complicated emotions: “We have no enmity?”

Lin Zhengren sincerely asked back: “My entire family was killed by myself, what does that have to do with you?”

Thanks to book friend “Qiong Bi” for becoming the alliance master of this book! This is the 462nd alliance of Chixin Patrol Heaven!

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